I did not say anything to anyone, and I left town like you asked. What more can I do for you?"I said, in perfect gutter Russian, "We are not the peopl... you bargained with. They are our enemies, and we want to know everything you know about them. Answer our questions or you will face a very painful alternative." I can't tell you anything or they will kill my wife and me." If you tell us what we want to know, and tell us now, we will protect you. If you don't cooperate, you will feel monstrous. As the lights dimmed, he started stroking her thigh, sending signals through her nerve endings and she felt herself getting moist knowing what he would do next. Carefully, he kissed her neck, working from the nape to the crux of her ears and nibbling on the junction of her jaw. Bolder, he reached across, careful not to let anyone see, but the danger adding to the spice and gently rubbed the underside of her breast thru her top before slipping his fingers underneath and teasing the rosy nipple. He explained to the others that he was fully committed to the naturist lifestyle and that wearing clothing when it was not necessary went against his values. That was becoming increasingly true, but the thought of Cecilia's disapproval, or worse, her belt, was the main reason he decided never to cover himself unless he was going out.Apart from the diet restrictions and encouraging him to keep himself uncovered as much as possible, Cecilia took control of Jason's life in other ways. She insisted. After showering upstairs, I came back to the kitchen and turned on the overhead light. Since the beer wasn’t cold yet, I got my shot glass and ashtray off the porch. I filled the glass, lit one of my fresh cigars, and knocked back the whiskey. I pulled Dad’s papers out of the envelope and spread them on the table.By the time I went to bed several hours later, the bottle was half empty and the ashtray overflowed with cigar and cigarette butts. Two loads of cum were drying in my bush. I’d.